Beverica

The Ephervential election is drawing to a close. Coak and Pepsee's two figure-head candidates each have an irrelevant support base and ignorant following behind them. As usual, the sodizens did not choose their candidates, their candidates were chosen for them.

The rattling on racks and store shelves has grown to a fever pitch, and the gulf between the six-pack plastic fence communities and the high class beverages up town yawns wider than ever.

In a forgotten vending machine at the back of an abandoned factory, one can plots revenge.

His plan? Over-carbonate the water supply and blow the National Distribution Conventions.